The hands were still handcuffed: "Don't do anything, if you do, I will call someone. What are you doing, get out of here. Get out of here, do you hear me?"
The policewoman remained unmoved, no matter how Zuo Panjing scolded or yelled, front or back. waist. Underarms, every place is not spared.
In the end, he stood up and released the handcuffs on Zuo Panyan's hand, and pressed her hard on the chair without giving her a chance to do other actions.
With two clicks, Zuo Panjing's hands were handcuffed to both sides of the chair this time.
The female police officer gave her another look and left again.
"Who are you? What are you going to do? Let me go, do you hear me? Let me go. Let me go."
Zuo Panyan screamed desperately. In the small room, apart from the chair she was sitting on, there was a small table in front of it, and two other chairs were placed behind the table.
Besides, there is not even a window.
After calling for a long time, no one paid attention to him, which made Zuo Panjing very angry. She stood up abruptly, but her hands were handcuffed to the chair unexpectedly. Standing like this, the handcuffs were pulled. She sat down again in pain.
"Bastard, bastard—" What the hell is going on
The bag Zuo Panjing was holding just now disappeared, otherwise he could have called for help. She sat on the chair sullenly, thinking about what happened today, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the more headache she got.
Before anyone came to step on him, Zuo Panjing was so angry that he started to yell again: "Help, help, the people's police are arresting people randomly. Help, help. You bastards, let them go!" Me, you bastard bastards. Don't do good with taxpayers' money, and you let me go. Help. Help—"
Zuo Panyan screamed at the top of his voice, until his throat was almost hoarse. Finally the door was opened. She stopped screaming and looked at it.
The light above the small room shines on the doorway, and a tall figure stands there with a familiar figure.
Zuo Pan squinted his eyes and looked at the person coming. His cheeks were sharply lined, and the perfect arc was drawn like a ghostly axe to shock the soul. The deep and dark pupils were like stars falling all over the sky, shining with dazzling brilliance. There seemed to be a hint of gloom in his mouth, his nose was as straight as an ancient Greek sculpture, and his thin, angular lips were pursed without any emotion.
Looking down, the golden ratio of wide shoulders and narrow hips is wrapped in a simple white shirt, with black trousers underneath. The very ordinary dress does not lose half its momentum.
Depend on. So handsome, he can be regarded as a handsome guy with a superb personality. Zuo Panyan sighed in his heart.
Shake your head. Handsome, handsome? Zuo Panjing despises himself extremely in his heart, when is the time. Still in the mood to see a handsome guy
"Hello. You came just in time. Who of you caught me. Let me go. What right do you have to keep me? You let me go, you hear?"
As if he didn't hear what she said, the man stepped in with his slender legs, pulled the chair across the table, and sat down.
Don't wait for Zuo Panyan to speak again. He opened his thin lips lightly, and said in a calm voice, "Speak up. Where are the goods hidden?"
His voice was a little familiar. Zuo Panyan searched hard for the memory in his mind, felt like he had heard this voice somewhere before, and it took him a long time to realize it.
This voice is the same one from just now, no wonder the figure looks familiar. She nodded, she understood, but that action was misunderstood by the man opposite.
"Where are the goods?" The voice was tense, and the pitch was slightly higher than before.
"Where did you put it?" Is this man sick? Where did he put his things and asked her what to do
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